I. NOT the Songs that nobly tell, How @3Troy@1 was sackt, and @3Rome@1 began, Not the Numbers that reveal The Wars of Heav'n to falling Man; II. Can boast that true celestial Fire, That equal Strength and Ease, Or with such various Charms conspire, To move, to teach, to please. III. Those Complaints how sadly sweet, Which weeping Seraphim repeat; Those Prayers how happily preferr'd, Which God himself inspir'd and heard. IV. Ye partial Wits no longer boast Of @3Pindar@1's Fire in @3David@1's lost! Who to the @3Hebrew@1 Harp must yield, As @3Jove@1 by great @3Jehovah@1 is excell'd. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A CRADLE SONG by WILLIAM BLAKE THE STORY OF SEVENTY-SIX by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT MERCILES BEAUTE; A TRIPLE ROUNDEL: 3. ESCAPE by GEOFFREY CHAUCER THE MILKING-MAID by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI SENEX TO MATT. PRIOR by JAMES KENNETH STEPHEN AUTUMN IN THE WEALD by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN INOPPORTUNE by THOMAS H. BRIGGS JR. RED COTTON NIGHT-CAP COUNTRY; OR, TURF AND TOWERS: PART 4 by ROBERT BROWNING |